Delicious As Sin
"I've got to stop this…" Harry murmured softly as he awoke once again. 'Yep, still in Snape's room,' he thought to himself as he pushed his hair back. He glanced at the clock and found it to be midnight. He peeled the sweat soaked sheets from his body and frowned. Sleep was definitely a bad thing, it brought death, destruction, pain, broken bodies, and stolen lives all seeping into his mind. Harry blinked once, twice, making sure the walls really weren't drenched in crimson. He smiled to himself as he remembered when he dreamed of living with Sirius, winning a Quidditch match. It all seemed so far away, so long ago…
He slid silently out of the bed and wandered out of the room. He found Snape sleeping silently on the sofa and he winced internally. He walked out into the hall and whispered for his invisibility cloak. He made his way silently to the Astronomy Tower and froze as he saw Draco and Ginny, their mouths molded together and their bodies entwined. Ginny's robe was puddled around her and her thin shirt did nothing to hide the sheen of sweat glistening on her skin. Draco pressed his hand down, stubbing out the cigarette in his hand.
The smoke danced in the air. Like gray pixies wrapped around each other. Bodies twined in rapture. They floated towards the ceiling and disappeared as the cigarette burned out.
His cloak fell off and pooled at his feet as he sat down in a plush armchair. Ginny pulled away and caught his eyes. He looked away, knowing what she would see. Eyes filled with fear, darkened with shame and hazy with lust.
"Harry…" she whispered softly standing. She gasped as Draco pulled her back down. The look he gave froze Harry to the core.
"Draco," she hissed and stood once again, brushing herself off. She sat down on the edge of the armchair and Harry averted his eyes. Draco looked around the room, his eyes focusing on anything that wasn't either of them.
"I'm so sorry," she whispered.
"I don't need pity Ginny, it was all my own stupidity. I put everyone in danger, almost got myself killed and have some major apologizing to do," he sighed, idly toying with a lock of hair that had fallen into his face.
"He still loves you," she whispered quietly.
"I don't care…it would have never worked, it can never work," Harry whispered falling into silence.
"He's weaving another dream spell," Draco murmured softly rubbing his temples.
"How do you know?" Ginny asked.
"I've always been an empath and ever since I hit Voldemort with that hex, I can feel what he feels and I can almost hear his thoughts. They're the loudest when I'm near you," Draco said softly.
"I'll make him pay," Harry said simply, a dangerous edge to his voice.
Ginny gently played with his hair, rubbing his scalp slowly. He shut his eyes for a brief second, wishing his problems away.
"I can’t sleep… don't let me sleep," he whispered and Draco looked at him inquisitively. "I dream about… evil things… bad things no one should think about."
Draco chuckled softly.
"Probably nothing I haven't seen before Potter," Draco said gazing at the sky. "There is something… that we can do."
"For?" Ginny asked.
"The spell that Tom is casting, it's extremely complex and will take at least a week. But," Draco looked thoughtful. "We could counteract it."
"How?" Harry asked.
"It involves some blood magic," Draco said ominously and Harry shivered.
"Why are you trying to save me now?"
"The only other way to end this spell is with suicide and frankly I've put too much effort into keeping your sorry ass alive to see you kill yourself."
"Count me in," Ginny said, moving to sit on the floor again. Draco stood and moved towards the door.
"I'll be back."
Harry leaned his head back and yawned.
"Do you know… do you know what they'll do to him for saving me?" Harry asked softly.
"One of the Unforgivables…I imagine. Certainly not death, Tom would think that would be too merciful."
"Couldn't you talk to him? Tom I mean?"
"I'm going to have to choose sides soon, Harry. The war is beginning and you'll have to fight. My ties with Tom run much deeper than most people would imagine, only Draco truly understands. If I try to kill Tom, I'll kill a part of myself, but if I try to kill you it won't be any better. I have to choose and I don't know what to do," she whispered.
"You know… I would never blame you for choosing Tom. I would understand, I mean I almost chose him and I would have had to if you guys hadn't saved me."
"You're too bloody noble for your own good," Ginny said laughing. "Could you kill me? Could you look into my eyes and kill me if I chose him?"
"I… no I don't think I could." Harry said with almost painful honesty.
"Then I would kill you," she said simply. "You have a long long way to go before you can face him again and we don't have that much time."
"Will you help me?"
"As a matter of fact, I think I will."
"I need to apologize to Hermione and Ron."
"More like the entire Gryffindor house and the rest of the school," She snorted. "It's not worth it Harry. They gave you up in a second. What do you think they would do if even for a second they doubted you? If any one of them had any inkling of doubt that you might go back to Tom, what do you think would happen? Don't worry about them Harry, you need to work on yourself and Draco and I are both here for you. Hell, all the Slytherins would probably be more sympathetic to you than the Gryffindors."
"I suppose," Harry said as he sighed.
"You know if you ever feel lonely you could always come join Draco and I," Ginny said with a slight smirk on her face.
"He hates me… well maybe he doesn't hate me but he might still try to kill me," His voice wavering slightly as he looked down.
"What makes you so sure?"
"He tried to strangle me! Well I guess I deserved it."
"He cares a lot about you Harry, I think you need to give him a chance. He's done all this risking his life business for you so you might as well give him something for it. You're so complicated…trying to twist into the dark paths of your subconscious is almost as hard as it for Draco, " She said inching closer.
"He would never let me, he would think that I was trying to replace Tom. I could never replace Tom with Draco. Draco is something … someone that deserves so much more than I could ever give him."
"Eh, don't worry too much, I'll take care of him. You know would probably enjoy it, after all he's a very talented lover," she purred and Harry blushed to his roots.
"That color looks so unbecoming on you Harry," Draco said from the door and Harry buried his face into his hands.
"Poor thing, we'll never get him into bed this way," Ginny said.
"Oh I don't think we would have to do much to get him into bed," Draco said tipping Harry's head up with his hand.
"What about the whole killing me thing?"
"I got over it, loving has more benefits than hating," Draco whispered inches away from Harry's face.
"Okay, umm so let's do this counter spell thing or whatever, you know we wouldn't want to run out of time."
Draco and Ginny both laughed as they pulled him to the floor.
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